Qiguang Mengxing tried to buy two messages with reasonable prices, and obtained the following information.
[Ah, I am dead, hacked to death with a knife. I am very happy that you can buy this message. I am also very happy because I have no money.]
[Oh, my Hallelujah, the weirdness of this world is simply beyond my imagination. My Jesus, please be sure not to reveal your identity as a player, otherwise you will die miserably, Amitabha, God bless.]
"... So what kind of ghost message is this?"
Seeing the two messages that she had paid for, Qiguang Mengxing couldn't help but twitch her mouth slightly.
"The credibility of this aspect has always been questionable. Instead of spending time opening blind boxes one by one, you might as well pay more attention to some free messages."
At some point, a table was set up for him, and Bai Zhi sat at the table and drank tea calmly.
"But similarly, you can use these messages as reference, but you must not believe them all."
—Except for those messages that cost money, there are still some free messages among those left behind.
After getting rid of some non-nutritious nonsense like checking in on the sofa, there are still some valuable messages in it.
[This is a modern world. There was nothing unusual at first. But as the day of world destruction gradually approaches, the whole world begins to gradually collapse, and the style of painting begins to become absurd and terrifying.
One piece of advice: Don’t reveal your identity as a player.
In this world, I don't know if there are any players... or if those who exist can still be called players.
Advice No. 2: Don’t let yourself become the most conspicuous one in the crowd.
As you get to the later stages, you will have to work harder to blend in with the crowd, otherwise you will be judged as a heretic and be judged as a heretic if you stand out.
Advice No. 3... I also wanted to come up with Advice No. 3, but I really lost it because the world is too ordinary and too weird. It’s so ordinary that I don’t know what other advice I can give you. It’s so weird that I can’t even tell you. They don’t even know the reason for their failure.
It's a pity that I was not able to complete the task in the end. I hope you can complete it.]
Among other messages that have no nutrition at all, this free message is like a refreshing stream.
—Although the authenticity of this message is still open to question, it already has a certain reference value.
"Don't expose yourself...werewolf?"
Looking at this message, which was set to be published for free and visible to everyone, he crossed his arms and made his own comments.
"Judging from the announcement, the players in that world have been alienated into monsters, so that's why they say they are not sure whether they are players or not?"
"Who knows? We'll see then."
With a slight shrug, Bai Zhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
I have to say, the tea he got from Mr.
In this hazy light and shadow space, there was no reference for the passage of time. Ten hours passed in a blink of an eye. In the end, the number of players who participated in this projection world reached a total of 47 people.
After the final number of people was confirmed, an illusory world map appeared in front of Bai Zhi and the others.
On the upper left side of this world map, a bloody countdown is particularly conspicuous.
[30 days until the end of the world]
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In the early morning, a little bit of fish belly white was vaguely exposed on the horizon.
Although it is still early, there are already people on the streets. Students and office workers who get up early are flocking in an endless stream. They queue up at the breakfast stalls on the roadside, revealing a thick fireworks. breath.
If it weren't for the bloody countdown to the destruction of the world in the upper left corner of the perspective, who would have thought that such a peaceful world would completely die in a few dozen days
Sitting at a snack stall eating noodles, Bai Zhi glanced imperceptibly toward the upper left.
[25 days left until the world is destroyed]
[Currently remaining players: 47 people]
-Today, this is already the fifth day since he came to this world.
In this world, he has a very legitimate identity, ordinary and unremarkable.
Five days were actually enough for him to get a preliminary understanding of the world, but the problem was... this world was too ordinary.
That's right, it's ordinary.
This world is just like an ordinary world where no strange stories have happened at all. Everything seems so ordinary.
His investigations over the past few days have yielded absolutely no results.
There is no clue, no direction for investigation, and absolutely no way to start.
Unknowingly, five days passed by in the blink of an eye, and the countdown clock for the destruction of the world also quietly passed by 1/6.
"Five days have passed, and there hasn't been any big commotion around the world. It seems that the other players are quite calm..."
Taking out the tissue beside him and wiping his mouth, Bai Zhi began to think secretly in his heart.
Frankly speaking, under the premise of discovering that there are no ghost stories in this world, and if you want to make new discoveries under the premise of such a stagnant water, the best way is to artificially create a ghost story and take a look at this. The world's response.
At the very least, the players who exist in this world must be forced out.
…if it really existed.
According to Bai Zhi's estimation, within a day or two at most, there should be news about players causing trouble.
In fact, things like this would be easier if he came. After all, both shadow guards and ghost soldiers can achieve the effect he wants. However, from the beginning, Bai Zhi did not put his mind on it. That's it.
—He intends to hand himself over to the state.
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Turning himself over to the country was not Bai Zhi's impromptu idea, but the result of careful consideration.
After all, the power of an individual is always small in front of the country.
On the premise that he has no clues, the power of the country can bring him more clues.
Of course, he didn't intend to let himself manifest. It would be more appropriate to leave things like this to the shadow puppet.
Anyway, in this role-playing mode, the connection between the shadow puppet and him is almost nonexistent.
"Two results. One result is that there are indeed players in this world, but they are covered up well by the officials. The second result is that there are no players in this world, but there are things similar to players... I hope It’s not the latter.”
After letting out a little breath, Bai Zhi stood up from the chair, picked up his schoolbag and left the breakfast stall.
By the way, his current identity is that of a high school student whose parents are busy all day long for his career and he is an ordinary and mediocre high school student who works hard for the college entrance examination.
In this quasi-playing mode, the roles played by their players are as consistent with themselves as possible, and they will try their best to prevent the environment from interfering with the players themselves.
In other words, their identities in this world are all legal, and because they are teammates in a team, their respective identities can be said to be related to each other.
For example, Qiguang Mengxing and Zhenglu, their identities in this world are his classmates, one at the same table and one in the back row. They play well because of family reasons.
As for Black Maple Leaf... She is currently in elementary school, and her identity is Qiguang Mengxing's younger sister.
When he first got the news, Bai Zhi was stunned by it for a while. As for a certain spearman, he was lying on the table with his stomach in his hands and laughing silently.
Just sitting in the long-lost high school classroom every day and going to class step by step is already torture for them. It is hard to imagine what Black Maple Leaf must feel when he is among a group of elementary school students...
But Bai Zhi thought that with the other party's indifferent and quiet temperament... he shouldn't care too much about it
Riding his bicycle honestly, Bai Zhi stepped into the classroom at the last second of his morning self-study with great accuracy.
His seat was in the penultimate row in the back right corner of the classroom. Zonglu sat behind him, and Qiguang Mengxing was his deskmate.
And soon after Bai Zhi sat down in his seat, a small note came from Qi Guang Mengxing next to him.
[Qingguangmengxing]: How is it? Do you have any clues now? There is no progress on our side.
Because they have to go to school during the day, the time they have at their disposal is actually very limited. Unless they are willing to destroy their personality, the only time they can move freely is at night.
-It is undeniable that those messages from losers still have a certain impact on them.
After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi glanced at the teacher on the podium and replied with a note.
[Bai Zhi]: I haven't gained anything here, but I have another plan in progress. Let's wait for the results.
The result he mentioned was naturally the shadow puppet he appointed to communicate with the country. Counting the time spent on the train, the outcome will be known by tomorrow at the latest.
By the time…
At this time, Bai Zhi's complexion suddenly changed slightly. Just now, the font on the upper left side of his field of vision changed slightly.
[Currently remaining players: 47 → 45]
—In other words, just now, two players were completely eliminated for unknown reasons.
[Qingguangmengxing]: Two players are out.
[Bai Zhi]:... Remember to check the news after you go back.
[Qingguangmengxing]: Uh... By the way, should we start taking action too? Or should we remain unchanged in response to all changes
[Bai Zhi]: Let’s talk about it after the results come out.
[Prayer for Light Dream Star]: Oh...
"..."
Seeing the two people in front of them exchanging notes more and more frequently, they glanced at the trash can next to them. A certain gunman sitting next to the trash can was speechless.
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When there were still 24 days before the world was destroyed, the shadow puppet controlled by Bai Zhi successfully connected with the official.
Although the country is still skeptical about his suggestion that the world will be destroyed in 24 days, it attaches great importance to the magical power he displayed and the magical props he brought out.
From the country, Bai Zhi learned a piece of news that was not very good.
-At least before he arrived, in this world, there was no extraordinary power, nor were there any such things as weird players.
"... No? There should be no need to hide it at this time, but it doesn't match the information in the message... "
Sitting in the reception room, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.
The countdown to the end of the world has reached its 24th day, which shows that the factors leading to the end of the world should at least have begun to emerge.
But apart from the two players being eliminated without any pain, there was nothing strange about the world.
As for the two players who were eliminated, he couldn't find any corresponding clues. After all, the world is so big and people are dying every second. Without knowing anything about the two players, It's difficult for him to pinpoint the opponent accurately.
"…The worst has happened."
Bai Zhi sighed slightly and stretched out his hand to press his forehead.
In this still chaotic situation, he must make corresponding changes, otherwise if he continues to let time pass, the situation on his side will become more and more passive... huh
Feeling slightly moved by this, Bai Zhi raised his head and looked forward.
At an unknown moment, the door to the reception room opened quietly, and a man in a black suit appeared in front of him.
"...Clone?"
After staring at him for a while, the other party asked with interest.
"What is the purpose of your coming here?"
"This kind of thing has nothing to do with you, right? By the way, on what day did you come here?"
Looking at the man in front of him, Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Are all those people outside under your control?"
—Outside the reception room, it was eerily quiet.
"Let's talk."
With a forced smile on his face and no intention of answering Bai Zhi's question, the man in black suit sat down in front of him.
"I have a lot of information you need here... Maybe we can reach corresponding cooperation, but it's not necessarily true."